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Sunday, December 09, 2007

omg.
i just realised that the previous post was the 300th post i made for this blog.

well, nothing really special but its amazing i've hit 300 so soon.
didnt really post a lot during sec 4 so i guess mostly were posted in sec 3 bah..
lol.
dun see why not.

lol. ytd was the first day at work at suntec.
and perhaps the last.

okay,
i know everyone is talking to me about perserverance
blah blah blah
but really, i just dont want to embarrass myself in front of the guest
by spilling soup all over their faces or tangle their hair with hong kong noodles..

yeah.
i can barely lift my hands long enough to wash my face ytd night..
talk about carrying a 5kg worth of dish!

and sadly, i sprained my leg.
yes, not ankle, leg.
well, maybe i accidentally tugged too hard on my nerve or sth.
dunno. just hurts a lot when i walk.

all i can say,
is that money is not easy to earn.
really not easy.

AND, u have to really keep mum no matter how the person-in-charge orders u
or prevents u from visiting the loo.

zzz.. maybe my arm muscles arent really developed bah,
but brena is right, im definitely not suited for this job.
should probably go and search from some other jobs now.

=)

whew, now i feel as though i was back in ncc...
no, more like went through a whole week worth of NCC trainings.
haha.
didnt think i strained that much during ncc..

but anyway, just relieve they didnt ask mi to pay money just because i cant turn up for today. okay, maybe i was being irresponsible but really,
if i turn up and spill soup or bits of lemon chicken all over the carpet,
that would be even worse.

so...
yeap, i think that was SOME experience indeed..
haix, i love my mum and dad..
its kinda warm to listen to them laugh at mi and my silly happenings at the banquet..

no news means good news.
no job means good news too..


*hmmm.. i wonder why theophilia quited too..*